[At that, Gil just drags his hand across his face. Sure, Jirou doesn't have to tell him that, but he can see for himself what's going on. But for once, he's not saying anything else and just slips into the water since it's temperature became bearable.]
You've earned it, though.
[There must be something in the water...if even Gil restrains himself from commenting.]
It's really nice...and relaxing...wish I knew about hot spings sooner.
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You've earned it, though.
[There must be something in the water...if even Gil restrains himself from commenting.]
It's really nice...and relaxing...wish I knew about hot spings sooner.